"That was nice."She shot him a look in the darkness. "Better be better than nice," she said with disdain."Oh it was," he said. "Just wait until tonigh...t." Is that a threat?" she teased."That's a promise."They lay there for a moment, letting their pulses and breathing slow to a reasonable level."I want to go to work today," she said. "I'm not sure why you are keeping the kids here, but I still want to go to work."He said nothing, put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed. "I want you to take the. Her perfume surrounded the air around us and sparked a blazing inferno inside me. I placed my hand on the small of her back as she pressed up against me. Her breast rubbed against my chest as her long hair brushed against my face. She asked me something in my ear, but I was unable to make it out. “What” I answered. She grabbed my hand and took me away from the gathering. We walked out in the hallway, and outside the front doors. I could tell she was under the influence as. When I suggested a divorce she said she would fight me to the death before granting me one, and since I did not have any proof of her infidelity, it would be a tough contest for me to win.So I took the whole deal pragmatically and decided to do what I thought best -- to have an outside sexual encounter of my own. It didn't go as well as I thought it would. At first I got an erection but I couldn't sustain it. Why was I feeling guilty when I was the wronged party?The next morning is where we. He winked at her. "Call me Sheriff Tom," he said, then added: "I'm going inside to start my report, so why don't you hurry over to Brandi's Bras & Things, and get those funbags of yours properly concealed."Tara was confused. "Funbags?"Sheriff Tom nodded at her breasts. Tara looked down at them."Oh. Funbags. Yes," she said, wiggling them left and right, watching them shimmy. "Yes, they are kind of fun sometimes."After the sheriff went into his office, Tara passed the real estate office and kept.